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Stranger.

We walk towards each other, one looking into the other’s eyes. Exciting, weird and hilarious memories surface in my mind; I try brushing them aside in vain. I force myself to smile at her, and this is welcomed with nothing but a cold stare. She walks past me. Time spent together, joy and sorrow shared were now long forgotten. The tears flowing down my cheeks go unnoticed and I wipe them off.